A/N: Okay, 8th Chapter is up. Sorry it took so long! The beggining is a bit boring but the end...well, let's just say you'll like it. Thanks so much to the people who have commented, you guys are one of the reasons I keep writing. Keep reviewing!
Chapter 8:
Soul Meets Body
By the time me and Crescent arrive downstairs, Rory has already finished making the food. I breath in the smell of cooked wild dog, and realize that my mouth is watering. Crescent must not like it because as soon as she smells it, her nose wrinkles in disgust. Rory turns around and sees Crescent's expression. "What?" Rory asks, "You don't like it?" Crescent looks at the ground, "No…I just, well what I'm trying to say is that I don't really eat meat. I mean, I'll eat it if I have to, but, can't we just try something that I would like too?" Her face is beat red, as she heads over to my fridge. She continues as she rummages around, "Look, you've got lettuce and beans and forks…You could easily make something healthy." Funny, I don't remember even buying those, my mom must've come over and stocked them. Crescent looks at me expectantly and I remember she's still there, "Uh, yeah, I guess. You can make it and yeah…" I mumble. I'm not that big on vegetables. Crescent nods her head and immediately gets to work. I walk over to Coal and Rory and we have some meaningless conversation about vegetables. Soon enough, Crescent walks over to us with a bowl of salad. We all sit down at the table and Rory and I questioningly grab a plate of salad. Before I know it, Crescent and Coal are done eating and it's just Rory and I left. I start picking at my salad, and I decide to move it closer and closer to the edge of the table. Not so that I'd break it…okay, maybe so I'd break it. Pretty soon, my plate is wavering on the edge of the table and smashes into what seems like a million pieces. "Oops." I grumble. Coal and Rory start laughing, and Crescent bends down to pick it up. I grab her hands and move them away. "I got it." I say. I go to grab a piece of the plate, and the sharp side cuts the skin on my palm, and I start gushing blood. "Shit, shit, shit! What the hell!" I curse. Crescent immediately gets angry, "Gale! Don't say those words around Coal! He's just going to repeat it!" Great. She's more interested in my language than the fact that I'm bleeding. "No he won't! He's to smart for that!" I say. Ironically Coal stands on his chair and yells, "Shit! What the hell!" The room is in a state of chaos as I run to the sink and run my hand under cold water. I sigh in relief.
While at the sink, I look back at the clock and see that it says 10:48 pm. I tell Rory to get Coal ready for bed and he nods his head. Crescent looks for a first aid kit, she finds one, and she wraps up my palm. We head into the living room. We both sit down on the couch, exhausted from the days experiences. I turn to her and ask, "Crescent how did you know what to do when I hurt myself?" She sighs and looks at me, "I knew this question would come up sooner or later. I was part of the District 13 medical team. I was actually supposed to go in there during the same time as you, but Coin switched my place with a 13 year old girl. I guess it was a blessing though, because almost no one survived." By the time she's done I am plotting my suicide. I could have killed her with the bomb I made. Crescent wouldn't even be here with me if she went in. She shouldn't even be around me right now. Suddenly I am overcome by anger. I bury my face in my hands, "No! No! No! Not you too!" She pulls my hands down from my face, "Gale, what did I do?" I stand up and pace around the room, "Don't you understand? I'm a murderer! I killed all those people! I made the bomb that killed the entire medical team, and you could have easily been part of that! You would be dead right now if it weren't for Coin!" It is when I say the last part that I realize that I am practically screaming at her. Crescent stands up and moves closer to me, "You didn't mean it. I know you, you're too good to hurt someone on purpose." She keeps moving closer and I back away from her, I bump into a wall, she has me cornered. "Crescent, you don't know me, the things I can do! The things I did! You shouldn't even be near me!" I yell. She moves in even closer, to the point where we are touching. She looks me in the eye and whispers, "That's not who you are." I get even more angry, "What makes you think you even know who I-" My last words are cut off by her lips crushing against mine. Her soft lips contrast with my hard lips. Her hands bury in my hair, and she pulls my body against hers. A warm feeling stirs inside of me, and I can't help but feel that this is right. As she pulls away, I am totally speechless. She must see the look on my face because she says to me, "Finally you shut up! Wait- Is this the moment where you fall in love with me? Oh my god, it is!" I give her a smirk, "You wish." She smiles back and as she runs upstairs, and yells, "Considering the fact that my house burned down, I get to wear your pajamas!" I roll my eyes, great now I've got to burn them.
A/N: Did you guys like that moment? Oh ya, if you haven't caught on yet, my chapter names are all songs by my favorite bands. By the way I'm now putting this story on hiatus for a while because Mockingjay is too depressing to write about.